Secrets Of The Neglected Wife: When Her True Colors Shine

Chapter 270: Let go… let go… Hoyts voice cracked.

Despite being the illegitimate son, he had lived a life untouched by hardship.

His mother, Nova, though controlling, had never disciplined him beyond a slap.

He had never tasted real painuntil now.

Hoyt lashed out, his bravado crumbling.

If you dont let go, youll regret it! His threat fell from his lips like a brittle shield, hoping to stave off the torment.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Kellan casually reached for the baseball bat.

Oh, really? Kellan smirked, his tone as cool as winters edge.

You must understand the cost of trespassing better than I do.

Even if I put you six feet under, it wouldnt raise many eyebrows.

He pressed the bat against Hoyts forehead with deliberate slowness, like a predator savoring the moment before the kill.

Shall we see who blinks first? Hoyts chest tightened with fear, breath escaping him in shallow, uneven gasps.

His body trembled violently.

I… I didnt mean it, he stammered, barely holding onto his composure.

Kellans reputation preceded hima man as wild as a storm at sea.

You could never predict when he would capsize your world.

And Hoyt, already drowning in fear, knew this was no idle threat.

Desperate, Hoyt turned his eyes toward his mother.

help me! His voice cracked like a

face hardened at the sight

Kellan wouldnt cross the line, not

show of dominance,

on Kellan not only being on his feet but

he had been hiding his strength all

began, her voice a calculated mix

harbored

into your mothers place, and for that, I owe you an

no one to rely on, we never shouldve entered

feigning frailty, her voice trembling

casting her in a light of sorrow

is still

is thicker than

anger, it should be

words dripped with martyrdom, playing the part of the

more word from Kellan would have her on her knees, begging

Kellans gaze never wavered.

you think I dont

was being unreasonable and

could change

for you

what the one involved wants, Kellan

as dark and unreadable as

me, Kellan said, pressing the bat harder against Hoyts forehead,

was Allison

radiated from him

that moment, Kellan looked every

other hand,

smile, she seemed as harmless

said, her tone as sweet

probably just